This page is dedicated to our
friends who
are waiting for us at Rainbow Bridge.

The Rainbow Bridge Story

Just this side of Heaven is a place called
Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that
pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.

There are meadows and hills for all of our
special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and
sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and
old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and
strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and time gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except
for one small thing: they miss someone very special to them; who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day
comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the
eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break from the group, flying over the green
grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. YOU have been spotted, and when you and
your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted
again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and
you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but
never absent from your heart.

THEN YOU CROSS RAINBOW BRIDGE TOGETHER....

Anonymous

Cheyenne

March 4, 1981 -
September 4, 1993

Cheyenne, my kind and gentle dog, best
friend and constant companion. How you loved to take walks, swim and fetch your frisbee in
the water or on land. You loved your job of fetching the newspaper and carrying the mail.
And how you loved your tricks -- to steal something from a guest, repairman, or me to have
some fun with the attention and chase that followed! It was a sad, sad day when I held
your face and velvet ears and looked you in your trusting eyes, told you you were a good
boy and allowed you to leave me peacefully with your dignity in place to go to the Rainbow
Bridge. I miss you more than words can say but know I will see you again some day. I thank
you for the good years and will always remember you fondly with love. - Barbara

Nehkana

August 27, 1998 at 12 1/2
years

When Summer came,

in fact, before the days grew warm
enough for human skin, A walk downstairs would take me past a window where, far below, I
could see my dear companion, grown sedate with age, sitting in the yard where once he ran
with endless abandon fetching sticks and where, disappointed when I grew tired and
collapsed upon the grass he laid at my side and rested so I would not be alone. He could
smell the summer coming and would observe the wind in the trees and birds making
preparations for families they expected soon to have and greet them with a joyful wag of
his tail. I would stand with my chin upon the sill watching him watch life return to the
world and think that he, unlike us, could feel time passing that he could sense its
constant motion and himself carried on that never slowing wave to what would come. Before
his eyes, the trees would bud and stretch their arms over his head shading his black fur
from the searing sun and the grass pushed up from its sleeping roots to give him bed when
the ground had grown too hard for his aching bones. Blooms exploded and showered him in a
summer snowfall of pink cherry petals then bore fruit and relished in his company as they
felt summer's glory together. But soon, a subtle chill took the green away and set the
trees ablaze with red and orange as if to warm the cooling air and he would watch this too
as night encroached upon the day and the time would come to retire indoors and wait the
winter out. By the time green announced its impending return, his legs had grown too weak
to walk him to his favorite spot so I would carry him there and lay at his side so he
would not be alone. And when, one day, amidst a shower of scented blooms, he slept, he
left his body there and let those waves of time carry him away. I gently laid my friend
into the earth that he loved so and the trees stretched their arms to shade him and the
birds sang his song so all the Summers yet to come would not forget the one who came and
greeted them each year. - Jay

Murphy's Lawyer

7/12/88-2/21/00

Why a Lab?

Because no other creature will ever connect with
your heart and soul like a Lab. Because no other creature will bond with you, be your best friend forever
and love you absolutely no matter what like a Lab. Because no other creature will provide you with more
joy and cause you more pain when they depart, always much too soon, than a Lab.
- Beth

Mason

Feb 25th 1991 - March 24 2000

My true one and only best friend in the whole wide world. I told you
everyday of your life "Its always me & you & you & me forever" truley thats
what it was. We always did everything together from being lazy to going on
vacation, where i was you were. When i had to say my good byes to you I
really new that saying was a true meaning when you lay down right infront of
my on the living room floor , licked me one last time and went to heaven
right infront of me, one day it will be us again. I will never ever forget
you, and the funny things you always did and the great times we had
together.
You gave me the best 9yrs of my life. You meant the world to me and I cry
everyday wishing you were still here with me. I love you, and hope that
you
are an angel on my shoulder.
Love you
Joan

If you would like to add your
own tribute, please email me the tribute and a
picture. If you don't have a scanner, let me know and I'll scan it for you. Please try to
keep your tribute under 350 words, but don't let the length dictate what you say. Say what
you have to say and worry about length later.